THE INCREDIBLE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN TRAUMATIC – 473

“Here goes The—”

“—a decoy, Fool.  WHO COMES NEAR?” the King-of-All-Things asks.

“HEEE HAAA!” the Captain yells as Labaguette swoops past the King-of-all-Things, screaming: “A BABORD!  A BABORD!”  The Insatiable Princess had landed in the shadow, behind the King-of-all-Things kingdom and is now floating on the platform with reluctance, willing to take flight at the wink from her Commander.

“Utter madness!” the King-of-all-Things mutters, “they’ve lost it.  I must rid—”

“—They’re back!” the Fool exclaims, “can’t you see?  They’re back.  They will free me.”

“Not so fast, Fool, not so fast.”

Atop a mast of the Insatiable Princess, a majestic man bird stands proudly, his elegant tail spreading its glistening feather, his goggles shining bright.  He holds an egg.  He holds a flag.

“Give me the flag and show some respect, Bird-Man!”

“The Syck Monkey’s children are just that: children.  They’re ready to throw some more.”

“You want the Fool back?  Give me the Flag.”

“It’s the Egg or the flag?”

“You give me the Flag and I give you the Egg.  Do you understand?”

This is when Birdseye switches his goggles on full blare and an Egg of a thousand lights brighten this universe’s entire surroundings.

“I own The One.  It is contained in a restricted area.  Can’t be touched nor retrieved.  It’s protected by destructive and demonised death beams.  I won’t be tricked.”

“This is The One.  T’wasn’t that hard for them Monkeys to grab it before we landed and the monkeys you’re looking at are not cadavers.  They look rather bright and sparkly, don’t you think?”

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In a flash, the Syck Monkey clutches his cherished possession and the Insatiable Princess is released from its mooring, rushing under the capable hands of the young monkeys, back towards the King-of-all-Things’ Universe.

“You kept your secret tight.  You could have said something.” the Captain asks.

“Never had the time,” Birdseye said.

“How did you—”

“—used a salmon’s egg but since I’m no salmon, it’s remained an empty shell.”

“Still you could have told me.  A whisper would have done.  We’re almost free, don’t you see?  Out of this rotten lost-in-space-time-continuum will be had soon and back to Earth.”

“Not so free.  Not so soon,” Birdseye says.

“Cheer up Mate!” Labaguette says, “if I didn’t know you better, I’d swear you’re about to jump this ship without wings.  Besides, what was the point of the empty shell if it’s not going to lead us anywhere safe?”

“The egg was part illusion, part shell,” Birsdeye says, “a trick of the goggles.  There was nothing growing in it.  Did we see the real Syck Monkey or not?  It was his shadow.”

“One illusion in exchange for another,” the Captain ponders.

Now, we’ve 25 universal hours to get out of this space, including out of the King-of-all-Things oceanic platform or we will become irretrievable objects forgotten in the deep oblivion of the deep corner of the Syck Monkey’s deep cavern.”

“The Syck Monkey predicted a different outcome for all of us,” Labaguette remarks.

“Maybe, maybe not.  Alternative realities abound.  It only takes a feather’s atomic particle to allow switching from one reality to another.”

Meanwhile, back on the platform where the King-of-all-Things and a Fool are debating, a storm is brewing on this Universe’s horizon.

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THE INCREDIBLE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN TRAUMATIC – 468

“But first,” the Syck Monkey’s children continue writing, “the flag must be exchanged and an egg delivered in return.”

“Why didn’t you say before?” Labaguette asks.

“There was a time you could not even read, Labaguette,” the Captain marvels.

“It was latent for a while.  I could read but I could not express it.”

“Featherly regenerescence,” Birdseye comments.

“Feather what?”

Three Monkeys jump back onto the Insatiable Princess, a flag in hand.

“We should elope” Labaguette whispers once more into the Captain’s ear.

There, three monkeys are tying white ropes, unfolding sails while their father’s domineering and powerful shadow looks on.

The Captain grabs the flag and as soon as he unfolds it, there is a burning flash before the flag rolls back onto itself emitting more sparks.  A shower of falling objects, creatures and stars pass them by.

“That’s you told Captain!” Labaguette remarks.

“Shut up!”

A young monkey carries the flag and attached it around the main mast.

“THE EGG!” are the words now showing in gigantic letters on the Universe’s wall.

The Captain scratches his head, looking at Birdseye.

Labaguette smoothes a brilliant rose feather, not looking at anyone.

Birdseye sits, his goggle light up a pale blue as his tail widens, sparkles and shudders.

“If he weren’t a policeman-dancer,” Labaguette says, “he might have been an ostrich.”

“Ostriches are not know to survive in these regions,” the Captain remarks, an air of distraction lifting his puzzled eyebrows.

As he stands again, Birdseye extends his arms and hands holding a large, smooth, sparkling and mauve egg of a substantial size which he offers the Syck Monkey’s shadow.

“Didn’t think he had it in him,” Labaguette says with a sense of purpose.

“He had the egg all along,” musters the Captain.

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“Wait a minute,” the Captain interrupts, “eggs can only be found on Earth.  If you lay two of them on their side, their top side facing each other, we have an infinity sign!  a wealth of universes.”

“These Monkeys aren’t from Earth Captain,” Labaguette says, “even if they came out of eggs.”

“There’s a connection,” Birdseye insists.

Now the Syck Monkey is dancing, a Charlie Chaplin act, helped by his stick and his sons imitating him.

“We’re close to the truth,” the Captain says, “I know it”.

“Undecipherable,” Labaguette says.

“The Mother Land,” Birdseye says.

“What?” the Captain asks.

“The Mother Land.”

“Planet Earth is the Mother Land?” Captain Traumatic asks.  “The Syck Monkey would be part reality and part myth?”

Birdseye nods.

“Have you completely lost your mind?” Labaguette asks.

“The Syck Monkey is likely to born out of an egg on Earth in spite of possible evidence to the contrary,” the Captain says.

“Precisely!” Labaguette says.

“Well, that’s just it Labaguette: though no monkeys are ever born out of eggs on Earth, the Syck Monkey is a fluke, not meant to be, a transition, a genetic mutation that occurs once in the lifetime within a multiplicity of universes because diversity rules.  When his mother bird, or whoever she was realised it, she carried the Egg to the edge of the Earth and sent it adrift on a rudderless ship.”

“I’ve heard that one before Captain, remember?”  Labaguette remarks, “we’ve learned that the Earth isn’t flat and we know that this Monkey doesn’t travel by ship.”

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One giant monkey’s angry shadow stands with its arms on its hips while three smaller ones huddle in a corner, suddenly wise, definitely curious but most of all in fear of what may come.  The Syck Monkey reaches out for a shadow projector and sets out to cast the history of a universe of shadows, his own universe, filled with hidden treasures that cannot be seen by most, except as black shapes cut on lit up universal walls.

The Syck Monkey holds a long black stick and points first to two infinity signs being added together before showing and insisting on the result several times.

“I reckon he hasn’t got enough,” Labaguette says.

“Two infinity signs are an impossibility,” the Captain remarks.

“There is more to it than meets the eye,” Birdseye says.

“Parallel universes, huh?” the Captain asks.

“His equation needs a multiply sign, not a plus sign,” Birdseye comments.

“What’s that got to do with us?” Labaguette says, “collectables or not, we’d be better off making a run for it.”

“The Insatiable Princess is moored to this Monkey’s estate by an invisible locking device,” the Captain says.

But the Syck Monkey slams his stick against a gong to re-capture his captives’ interest, pointing at the result again: a larger infinite sign standing upright and before the crew has time to scratch their heads, he replaces the first infinity sign with a large cut out three dimensional shadow of what looks like planet earth.

“Yes mate,” Labaguette utters, “that’s right, the Earth is a self-contained universe.”

“He wants to acquire the Earth, add it to his collection,” the Captain says.

“Impossible,” Birdseye says, “impossible”.

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“We’re collectables,” the Captain says.”

“Aren’t we on a mission?” Labaguette asks.

At that moment, a flag and three eggs appear on the ship’s deck and the resounding echo of laughter penetrates their brains from all directions.  Four monkeys lost in hilarity.

“Tis all we need, mockery and sarcasms,” the Captain says, “Hey, misters, if you’re so very clever, why not tell us what you want from us?  Why not share your secrets?  Why not invite us to witness the scope and depth of your treasures?  Because all that you are now is irritating legend, yes, you, unexplained and mysterious myth of infinite garbage!  You’ve only showed yourselves cast as shadows.  In truth, cowards… and you… you especially young monkeys:  I fed you, protected you, let you weave your oddities inside the Insatiable Princess’ belly at will and all you can do now is to repay me by insinuating your presence and deriding us?  You don’t come close to the shadows of your former selves.  Consider yourselves disowned.”

And so, there is a shift in the agitated air around them, and it seems an argument takes place in the shadow, shadows amongst shadows.  Fists, feet and even tails are punching, stirring breeze and winds until finally, a squeal breaks the silence and a switch is found.  Here, here comes the the light.  Here, an entire universe contained within a cavern of shadows with silhouettes of unfathomable treasures cut flat on unending, lit up walls.

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THE INCREDIBLE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN TRAUMATIC – 462

There, in the darkness, in grey capital letters over white, the Captain struggles to reads

“Recovery Space Shuttle 593 – CT Mission… CT Mission!  That’s me they’re talking about!  I am Captain Traumatic, THAT’S ME!  HEY!  IS ANYBODY THERE?” the Captain says after jumping onto the horizontal shuttle parked by the side of the Insatiable Princess.

Inside a window the size of a brick and just as thick, three round, white and large and solid bubbles with beaming faces inside them look out.  The Captain kneels and start banging on the surface of the space ship.

“OPEN UP!  OPEN UP!” he screams.

“Not about you,” Labaguette remarks, “’By the way, CT stands for Clear Translation’…  Nah, probably ‘Clockwork Transmutation’.”

“Shut up Labaguette!”

“GOT IT!  It stands for ‘Climate Transition.’”

“They’re looking for me.”

“Climate Transition Mission.”

“Bit of both if you ask me,” Birdseye says as white puffs of vapour begin pouring from the sides of the shuttle and the white ropes keeping it close and bound to these skies are unravelling slowly.

“Look at them!” Labaguette insists.

“I’ve no need to,” Birdseye says, “They’re skies’ knights.”

“Cosmonauts,” the Captain corrects, “they’re cosmonauts.”

“They don’t look like earthians,” Labaguette remarks, “and this can’t be a ship.”

“Humans.”

“Are they?”

“Skies’ knights,” Birdseye repeats, “will be your best friends, Labaguette, someday.”

“Sure,” Labaguette says, enjoying the attention, “bubble wrapped friends from beyond and more, there’s nothing more I could hope for,” as the Captain raises his eyes, prey to some form of despair.

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